(We could get somebody else,But we want someone like you.We could get somebody else,But we want someone like you.We could get somebody else,But we want someone like you.We could get somebody else,But we want someone like you.We could get somebody else,But we want someone like you.We could get somebody else,But we want someone like you.)

Well, as soon as I get my gunI'll point it out the window at the setting sunAs soon as I get my gunI'll tell you all about it when you fall in loveAs soon as I get my gunI'm gonna make a callWell, as soon as I get my gunGet my gun

Well the uniform isn't sewnThey make 'em like we give 'em out to anyoneAs soon as we get your gunA heckle for a pistol is a lot of funIt's just the kind of place we runBecause the governmentBecause the government wants your gunWants your gun, whoa

Well, if I'm old enough to die for your mistakesThen let's goCan I bleed enough to fill up what the engine takes?I don't knowBut if you're watching up aboveThey're teaching me to killWho's teaching me to love?Now babyIsn't it crazy?

Well as soon as I get my gun(As soon as I get my gun)They'll put me on vacation underneath the sunAs soon as I get my gunI'll holler and flash it at my belting bloodOut on the sandLike a hole from an I-E-D'Cause I'm holding up my gunHolding up my gun, yeah

And if I'm old enough to die for your mistakesThen let's goCan I bleed enough to fill up what the engine takes?I don't knowAnd if you're watching up aboveThey're teaching me to killWho's teaching me to love?Now babyIsn't it crazy?

As soon as I get my gun(Don't even have a gun!)

As soon as I get my gun(Don't even have a gun!)

As soon as I get my G-U-N(Don't even have a gun!)

I'm standing out in the S-U-N(Don't even have a gun!)

I'm never gonna have a son(Don't even have a gun!)

She's never gonna have a son(Don't even have a gun!)

I'm never gonna have a S-O-NAnd now I'm never gonna have a S-O-N

And if I'm old enough to die for your mistakesThen let's goCan I bleed enough to fill up what the engine takes?I don't knowAnd if you're watching, up aboveThey're teaching me to killWho's teaching me to love?Now babyIsn't it crazy?